Questions.

by Heidi   Sep 27, 2006


Every passing minute, I'm thinking about your smile. I'm thinking about your lies. The way you told me that you loved me, the way you broke my heart. Every time I see the image in my head, of your deep brown eyes, my heart sinks. How could you have done this to me? Did you mean it. Were the words you had once told me true? Was this whole relationship nothing but a lie. A million Question's cross my mind each & every day, without a simple answer. I don't know if I will ever get the truth from your lips. Are we over for good this time... Just answer my question, just this once.

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  • 18 years ago

    by emmerz

    Awww sweetie idont you hate when people just cant tell you the truth? it seems like it would just make it a bit better. i hope that this person just tells you the truth... thats what we all need. but anyways, i really liked the ideas and emotions bursting from this poem, you did a really great job on this!